The evening after the death of Sanshouyu Hanzo,

The rain in the Kingdom of Rain has not stopped, the sky is still covered by dark clouds, and the civilians and ninjas in the country also look normal.

It seems that the death of the demigod of the ninja world in the past and the disappearance of the people on the Amegakure front next door did not make any waves here.

The only thing worthy of others' attention is probably that pedestrians passing by the central area of ​​the main city, when they see the angel statue standing on the ground, will more or less stop and pray "Lord Angel" devoutly.

Even the first two founders of the Akatsuki organization did not show any pleasure in killing their enemies after this incident.

And this feeling also made the atmosphere in the entire deep cave become extremely weird.

Ultimately, it was because Sansho Hanzo's death was too calm and straightforward.

Except for the fact that in order to attract his own attention, he ran like a bereaved dog in the huge sewer pipes of the Rain Country, allowing them to experience the fun of cat and mouse for a few days, and there was nothing else.

The prayers, struggles, regrets, and all the humble signs that Nagato wanted to see most were not shown by the other party.

Even, that bastard guy took the initiative to apologize in the end, and then gave up all generosity and went to die.

Such a picture, such revenge,

It’s really depressing and irritating!!

Especially when I think that the reason why the other party put down their pride and body and scurried around like a mouse was to buy their subordinates time to escape.

The violence and turmoil in his heart became more rampant and out of control.

Why would a demigod who used to be so famous and headstrong in the past, who once single-handedly carried three major kingdoms, choose to end in such a silent and humble end?

And why did Hanzo, who put his own power and safety at the highest priority and was able to arrange for himself to be guarded 24 hours a day, in the end chose to sacrifice himself for the weak Amegakure ninjas?

Nagato doesn’t understand or figure it out!

Sanshouyu Hanzo was in such a state that it was as if he had changed a person, making their revenge a meaningless vent.

After all, this is not the enemy he wants to kill!

It was the hateful leader of the past who looked down upon the world in front of the Akatsuki organization and refused to give any explanation or trust to his side!!

【that person,】

[It was that person who made Hanzo change into what he is now.]

Suddenly, a firm will arises in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Because the changes in Sanshouyu Hanzo started five years ago.

Unconsciously, the man's appearance gradually materialized, indifferent, chilling, and full of potential. His scarlet pupils were frightening, and the terrifying black-red giant that lined his memory was constantly impacting his mind.

nerve.

Mountains and rivers are shattered, demons collapse, and reincarnation is extinguished.

Nagato clearly remembered everything that appeared in Samsara's eyes.

And he had reason to believe that it was definitely not an illusion.

Yes, a prediction of the future!

Such a prophecy, even if I think about it today, makes my body start to tremble inexplicably.

【Destiny's Child.】

Suddenly, a special word rose from the bottom of my heart.

[Could it be that that guy is the child of destiny that Mr. Jiraiya calls him? 】

[So he was able to convince the stubborn and arrogant Hanzo five years ago? 】

The subsequent divergence of this special adjective caused him to fall into silence.

【wrong,】

【The child of destiny is Yahiko,】

【This is Yahiko who is committed to bringing peace to the world!】

Suddenly, Nagato raised his gaze and looked at the entrance of the dark cave from a distance.

There, a young man with orange hair wearing a red cloud cloak could be vaguely seen looking at the entire country.

【Even if Yahiko is gone,】

[His will is inherited by Akatsuki and this eye given by God!]

【No one can stop our will!】

At this moment, an inexplicable feeling arose in his heart.

This feeling was a strange and unacceptable chakra energy appearing in his perception.

Swaggering without any cover-up!

As for the place where the owner of this breath is going:

The place where Sansho Hanzo fell!

For an instant, a solemn and meaningful look appeared on Nagato's withered cheek.

【You are here after all.】

【Then let’s make a break.】

[The heretic demon, driven by the power of the three tailed beasts, is no longer what it was before. 】

At the same time, the cold and beautiful woman who was standing on a steel tower in the urban area of ​​the Kingdom of Rain suddenly looked towards a certain area of ​​the Kingdom of Rain as if she had a sudden feeling.

Not long after, I saw a white butterfly fluttering its pure white wings, flying unswervingly toward itself in the gentle wind and rain.

Looking at the approaching paper butterfly, Xiaonan slowly stretched out her palm, letting the little thing lie quietly in her palm.

This is the contact information he gave to that person five years ago. Once the other person appears in the Kingdom of Rain, this piece of white paper will fly to where he is.

"So, are you here to keep your appointment?"

Murmurs came from the woman's mouth, and her eyes trembled slightly.

It seems that you are feeling nervous about something that is about to be predicted, or maybe you are uneasy?

"Take me to him."

After a short moment of silence, Xiao Nan gently let the paper butterfly fly in her hand.

Then, with a burst of 'squeaking' sound, his entire body gradually separated into pages of pure white paper, and flew towards the original site of Yuyin Village with the paper butterflies carrying the chakra of others.

go.

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push time forward,

In front of the huge statue of the Kingdom of Rain, a figure wearing a gray and black raincoat stopped.

From a general appearance, there is not much difference between him and the pedestrians on the street. Moreover, due to the continuous rain, the residents of the entire Rain Kingdom have no habit of chatting on the road, let alone

Pay attention to what kind of person is standing next to you.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, if you are careful, you can naturally tell that there is something wrong with this guy.

Because the rain falling down didn't seem to touch his whole body at all, because there was no sense of respect or piety in the word "angel" that he murmured!

Regardless of the former,

As for the latter factor, this is something that should never happen in an area shrouded in the light of Lord Angel!

If he is discovered, he will definitely be regarded as a spy or traitor by the people around him!

At this moment, Huang was quietly looking at the huge angel statue in front of him.

The angel's face is cold and holy, and a pair of broad wings stretch toward the sky.

It can be seen from the lifelike face that it was carved according to Xiaonan's appearance.

In my arms, there is a blank page of paper ready to be read.

This is the token that this 'angel' gave him for communication five years ago.

But for the time being, he couldn't let this 'feather' that was eager to return to its master fly away, so he used his own breath to suppress and imprison its movements.

"Really? I've found it."

Not long after, a murmur came out of Huang's mouth. When the words fell, the huge statue had disappeared.

But in the senses of passers-by who were walking in a hurry, no such person seemed to appear.

Only an old woman selling tea eggs raised her old palms and wiped the corners of her eyes. She seemed to see a strange young man standing in front of Lord Angel, and then disappeared strangely.

Ara appeared again in a private room of an izakaya,

The waitress ran away screaming, and an Amegakure ninja wearing an Amegakure forehead protector was stepped on the ground without any sense of posture. No, look carefully, it was similar to the Amegakure forehead protector, because there were four

There is a very destructive horizontal bar in the middle of the road.
To be continued...